Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Know Your Place
I like animal shirts. I have two wolf shirts, a cat one, a unicorn, a gorilla, a shark, and a penguin. Whatever. Deal with it. Point is, I was wearing one of my wolf shirts the other night, and some fat chick had the effrontery to make fun of it. Not in a playful way. What? You're fat. And you're smoking! If you were any less appealing you'd be AIDS. Go stand in a corner somewhere, facing the wall so we don't have to look at you the rest of the night. And smoke harder; you haven't died of cancer yet.